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waytoomuchcoffee writes "Valve has announced "immediate availability" of a linux 64-bit dedicated Counterstrike server, designed to run on AMD's upcoming Opteron. This follows on the heels of Unreal Tournament 2003, previously reported on Slashdot. Gamespy has a related story up on a presentation of the future of 64-bit gaming (sponsored by AMD) at last week's Game Developers Conference. As Intel is in no hurry to make the jump to 64-bit desktops, this leaves AMD to court the gaming market."
First fecal post.
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Karen whimpered as she looked up at the filthy barbarian who swaggered before her father's throne. Her late father's throne. She was nud before he and his snickering men, a shocking and humiliating experience for her, for her life had been quite isolated to that point in time. Next to her was her sister - Stacie - like her, big breasted and naked, kneeling in terror, arms bound tightly back at the elbows by strong chain.
The blacksmith came in, and she and Stacie were bent across his block, screaming as heavy collars were placed around their throats. The man hammered the thick bolts into the collar, then used a white hot iron to sodder them firmly in place. The collar would not be removed now, not without another blacksmith.
One of the guardsmen raised her wrists high into the air, bending her over a table, and the ropes around her arms were cut. Thick iron manacles were hammered and welded into place, first around her wrists, then up higher, around her arms just below the elbows. The same was done to Stacie, and then they were knelt on either side of the throne as the conqueror took his place.
As a final act of indignity, her small tiara was placed on her head, and Stacie's on hers as the doors were open and the frightened surviving members of the her father's court were ushered into the room. Her eyes dropped in shame and mortification until the chain bound to her collar yanked her head up and back.
The courtiers stared in fear at the man sitting on the throne, then at the two princesses kneeling naked on either side.
Karen felt the same dig deep into her vitals, felt a sense of humiliation which almost made her vomit - though she had not eaten in more than a day.
"Here are your princesses!" he shouted. "You can see I have kept my promise and they are in excellent health."
His men laughed uproariously, and new shame flooded Karen.
"Now you will see that they too have sworn their loyalty to me. Why, so loyal are they, so eager to make up for the offense caused me by their family, that they have dedicated their lives and their bodies to pleasing me and my men."
There were more howls of laughter from his soldiers, while the crowd shuffled fearfully. Some were frightened, but others were casting sly eyes on the white faced girls kneeling on either side of the throne, recalculating how best they could profit by flattering those now in command.
Karen recognized many of the faces, faces which had long smiled upon her, lips which had flattered her and sought her favour. Young men who had sought liaisons in hopes of stealing a brief kiss, older men who had helped educate her on the ways and dangers of the court. There was Sir Morton, whom she had called Uncle Morton, though he was no relation, and Lord Conway, with his daughter Sarah, who had been one of her best friends through her youth.
"They will demonstrate that loyalty for you now," the man crowed.
With a yank on the chain attached to her collar Stacie's head was pulled into his groin and Karen cringed in horror as the man drew aside his codpiece and took out a thick, purple haded erection. She saw Stacie wriggle desperately, then another yank from the chain and suddenly her lips were around the monstrous thing.
Then her own chain was yanked and she too was drawn around to the front of the throne, her face pulled into the man's groin.
"Suck on my balls," he roared.
She shuddered in humiliation, for her bottom was now pointed at the court, and bent over as their view of her private parts was unhindered. Yet as the man's finger tore at her hair the pain flayed her and the terror forced her lips down around his testicles even as her sister sucked and slurped on his shaft. The big man chuckled as he looked over their heads a the court, and shame made her want to die.
He tore Stacie's lips up and forced her mouth down on his cockshaft. She sucked, bobbing her head up and down, tears spilling from her eyes as his foul cock slid across her tongue. Beside her, Stacie leaned in, closing her lips around his testicles.
They traded places again, as his men shouted obscene comments on their bottoms and privates, then he hurled them back, chuckling. She groaned as she saw him drop to his knees, saw him twist Stacie onto her knees, pushing down so her face was against the floor and her bottom raised. Then his thick cock thrust into her from behind and Stacie cried out, her cry lost in the cheers of his men.
Horrified, Karen watched the big man rut into her sister, watched his cock pounding violently into her small slit while the entire hall looked on. And then it was her turn, and she felt dazed as she was taken, right there before the court. Her body was pummelled by his heavy hips, and she grunted and gasped in pain as she felt his thick organ slicing back and forth inside her.
She was lifted up by the hair, screaming as she was thrown on her back on one of the tables. Then Stacie was beside her, an the beer flowed freely as the crowd surged around them. She stared up in horror at a dozen faces leering down at them, and cried out as the first man thrust his cock deep into her belly.
They laughed and jeered at her, hands reaching around him to squeeze and slap at her breasts and pinch her nipples. Beside her, Stacie was getting the same, as one man after another hammered his groin into their bodies and spilled his seed within their wombs.
First it was only his officers, then his soldiers, but then came the formerly loyal members of her father's court eager to demonstrate their loyalty to the new order. She sobbed as she saw familiar faces leering down at her, groaned as they raped her. Even Uncle Morton, sneering down at her, squeezing her breast together and calling her a whore and a big teated cow as he rammed his hips into her bottom and pistoned his cock within her aching sex.
"Whores!" the conqueror shouted, laughing.
how many people have preordered it over the age of 13? zero? no offense, but it offends me that nintendo went in that direction. I've been a long time zelda fan (since it was called zelda and not Link)... Yes, i played those 2 or 3 nintendo 'Links', but didn't really like them.. got interested in SNES Zelda: A Link to the Past.... beat it a couple dozen times, got Ocarina of Time, beat that; loved both of those games because the graphics were realistic in the "not-cartoony" sense. Then i read that they're making the new one, get a little excited, kept reading the article, turn the page, and there's a screen shot. no more than 1 minute later i burned the magazine. They have our generation hooked to Zelda, they're not going to be very successful with the next generation (entirely different discussion), so why do they do this to us? I just hope they make up for it later on. btw, A Link to the Past is the best Zelda game ever.
I remember my old nVidia Riva 128 which handled 128-bit graphics! Those were the days! ;)
I'm 24 and I've pre-ordered it.
Also, all the link games except Ocarina are compeletly cartoony. The graphics are total cartoons. Have you seen the demos for Link yet? It's really quite amazing cartoony yes, but better then more cartoons because the animation actually runs at full speed. Most kids cartoons on TV only run at 20 frames per seconnd it seems to keep costs low. It makes a big difference.
What are you talking about? Zelda has always been "cartoony," as you put it. That's it's style. Love it or leave it. If you want something that is "realistic" try playing Global Ops or Raven Shield.
Don't those idiots realize that 4 player capable GameCube with progressive scan would be the ultimate platform for some serious Worms action? Worms on GC would be a better party game then Super Mario Party - is there anyone here stupid enough to buy that horrible excuse for a game? It takes two and a half years to actually make it around the board, and you spend a year just waiting for the damn mini-games to load. Then they are boring as shit!
Oh don't get me started with lame Mario franchise games - I thought Mario was a plumber, not a janitor! Why the fuck is he running around with a vacuum cleaner sucking up GHOSTS? Are those idiots at Nintendo in Japan on CRACK?
Sorry about I just wanted to blow off some steam.. Carry on.
-Pat
...Where all restaurants are Taco Bell, and Intel STILL holds the marketplace at gunpoint.
Intel has taken its position of two decades ago as the chosen processor manufacturer for IBM and leveraged it into a position of market dominance, holding back the newest technology until they've made their fortunes on the old stuff, this is not news. Like MicroShaft, they rode IBM's coattails until they insidiously developed worldwide ties in the industry, using IBM's name recognition to make themselves a power and then turning on the hand that fed them. At this point they began making demands of not only their parent company, but the industry in general, and a world of computer megalopolies was born. Each segment of the industry now has its superpowers, and no matter how much we argue and fight, for the most part they drive the industry, by making inside deals and holding back new technology, or by using their corporate power as a club to beat the competition to death in the courts. Even the federal government is no match for them; they have more money at their disposal than the fed does, and ironocally, the very people who might take them on in court are working on computers made with Intel chips and running MicroShaft software, thereby feeding those megacorporations with our taxpayer money. Now don't get me wrong; I don't feel a bit sorry for IBM, hell, in a way, MicroSoft and Intel are IBM's children. Those predatory business practices we all revile were learned from IBM, and learned well. No, it is the consumer I feel bad for, shelling out thousands of dollars for a computer using a processor that is 10 years behind state of the art, running a (sic) OS that could have been written by monkeys... the old joke (its been this way so long it IS an old joke) about "What is MicroSoft's latest Beta... errr, OS?" and "Which version of the 386 is Intel releasing this week?" still hold nauseatingly true, and the only satisfaction I get from all of it is seeing IBM standing in line with all the other computer manufacturers waiting to be doled out the same technology as the rest of us.
Now I know that real business machines run on other hardware and software, and we can hold these computer equivalents of a Lamborghini or a TEREX earth mover (depending on their intended purpose) up as shining examples of what technology CAN be, but the truth is it doesn't filter down to the consumer for far too long, and by the time we see it, it's been diluted to the point of being comparatively the same as a Yugo. In a world driven by free enterprise, we should expect to get a little more for our hard won dollars than a machine that was actually obsolete before our LAST machine was built.
Mnem
*Goggles at the error message he just got*
-ERROR 1313- Your request could not be processed.
Requested process *GET A LIFE* has caused an invalid page fault in MODULE:INTERNET at address 3NO:HELLNO
OMIGAWD ! I BROKE THE INTERNET!!!